Lover I Don't Have To Love(Frank Iero slash) 1

Blake-

I stared at the computer screen in front of me, desperatly wishing that I could go home and go back to bed. I don't even know why my dad made me come help him out at his Real Estate agency, but maybe this was his way of keeping us close. I looked around at the men and woman around me at different desk wearing forrest green blazzers, I didn't have one because I wasn't an agent. I was just a person that answered my dad's phone calls and take messeges. My dad owned the number one agency in California, selling home to tons of celebrities. I guess it was cool meeting those people, but I still felt like I was missing something in my life. I had the best clothes(designer of course, best car(porche roadster and a lexus convertable), and the greatest life; still I wasn't happy. Maybe the one thing I was missing was someone to love me, I mean sure my parents and friends loved me, but I didn't have a boyfriend(that's right, I am gay). My parents don't know that I am gay, but I am sure I will tell them soon.

"Hey Blake, we are going to lunch. You coming?" asked Shirley"

I am just going to stay here."I said feeling depressed, and not hungry

"Ok, see ya later" said Shirley leaving with the others.

I was now alone in the building, and that just added to my depression. I know that guys liked me and all, but I just wasn't sure if it was because of me or my money. I started doodling, when somone walked in the door. He was wearing ripped jeans, black shirt covered by a stripped hoodie, and red converses.

"Can I help you?" I asked faking cheerfullness.

He started walking closer to me, that is when I noticed his gorgeous green eyes and the black hair escaping from underneath the hood of his hoodie.

"Yeah, I was wanting to look at some houses" he said in a deep, yet femine voice

"Ok, All the agents just left for lunch, but I can show you some houses in our catalouge" I said grabbing a book from the drawer.

"Rad, I'm Frank" he said extending a hand

"Blake" I said accepting it and shaking it. He sat in the chair beside me, and I felt like I was going to faint. The boy is gorgeous, yet he was a little punk for my taste, but I can deal. I started flipping through the book, and stopped on occasional pictures of houses I thought he might like, but I don't think he liked any of them.

"These just seem to, I don't know, preppy for me" he said with a half smile

"I understand, um." I said looking down at my preppy clothes and feeling depressed.

"Sorry, I just got a reputation to protect" he said with a smile

"Really what's that?"

"I play guitar for a rock band, you know, got that bad boy thing to protect"

"Ah gotcha" I sad trying to look away from his eyes. I started to say something, when my dad walked into the building.

"Hello, how are you" my dad said walking up to Frank

"Good, Blake was just showing me some houses" said Frank smiling

."Thank you, Blake. Come into mu office, I got some new ones today" said my dad as he and Frank walked into his office. I felt a strong attraction to Frank, but I am sure that he didn't feel the same way.

-Frank-I sat in the leather chair of the office, kinda wishing I was back out there with Blake. I am not even sure why, he was a prep and I didn't like preps but there was something different about Blake. I felt as if he is tortured by something inside, like lonliness. I felt that too most of the time, because I had no one to share my life with. Maybe, me coming here today was no accident